Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Germain spoke slowly.

"You have one more chance to make an offer. Think about it clearly. It is difficult to find an antidote in a short period of time for the venom whose ingredients cannot be confirmed at present. This is its value."

As long as the poison is used many times, there will always be an antidote, and it is easy to leave clues for assassination.

So the most dangerous time for a poison is when people don't understand it.

Of course, there may also be people with telekinesis who can remove any toxins without reason, which is another category.

"I understand, I understand..." The black marketeer wiped the sweat on his forehead with a white cloth. After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then ten million nuns!"

"However, I can't raise 10 million at the moment. This time I will give you 5 million first, and I will pay you the balance two days later."

Germain remembers beating up Killua, the enemy of the Hakka family, and the bounty he offered for the photo alone seemed to be 100 million Zenith.

This needle of venom can be sold for one-tenth of the price of a Killua photo, which is pretty good.

He is not worried that the black marketeer will deny his account later. At worst, he will return to his old job as a killer and let the black marketeer test his abilities.

"make a deal."

Seeing Germain agree, the black marketeer breathed a sigh of relief.

Only after Germain confirmed that the anonymous account had received five million rennies did he return to the mine.

However, this time he did not rush to sell the next piece of loot, but deliberately changed a town.

On the 30th, he came to another city and sold the scaled wings of the Storm Wave Moth that were cut off and were the size of a sheet.

The selling price of scale wings is not as high as that of venom, but because of its unknown origin, it has a certain collection value. The final transaction price was four million gin.

The remaining balance of five million yuan after the Venom was sold was also transferred to his account.

In the blink of an eye, Germain became a little rich man.

The extremely wealthy German did not hesitate to book a presidential suite in the hotel that night.

He stood on the extended balcony, enjoying the night view of the city while blowing the refreshing evening breeze.

Viewed from the highest point of the city, the stars on the seemingly distant ground are like rain, vaguely intertwined.

One or two flickering bright spots also appeared in the night, slowly crossing the sky.

Under the influence of various factors, the technology tree of this world is significantly different from the era in which German originally lived.

Smartphones exist, computers exist, and there are real-person computer games that teleport to an island, which seem very advanced.

At the same time, there are also airplanes here, but they are basically for private use. Most of the public air transportation are airships.

The bright spot that flashed over the city just now was the airship flying past.

Logically speaking, there is no reason why civilian aircraft cannot be popularized in this world. It is more like it is subject to some kind of restrictions, perhaps related to the V5 countries and the dark continent.

Germain sat quietly on the recliner, thinking about these questions.

Suddenly, the mobile phone in the black robe made a "ding" sound. He took it out and unlocked the screen, and found that someone had sent him a text message.

Granny: Hey (smiley face)!

Little Granny: Do you remember who I am? do you miss me?

It turned out to be Bisji. She promised a month ago that she would help German go directly to the hunter exam venue. However, there has been no news from her for a month, and German almost forgot about it.

Germain waited for a while and realized that Bisji had nothing to say, so he put his cell phone on the round table nearby, got up and went to the living room to get a drink of water.

When he came back, he happened to see his phone dinging and the screen lighting up again.

He had to unlock it again to see what was going on this time.

As a result, it was Bisiji who sent the text message.

——Five minutes ago——

Granny: Huh? Are you there? Why do not you answer me?

——Four minutes ago——

Granny: Could it be that... you are angry?

Granny: I'm sorry. I can't help it, I've been too busy lately!

Little mother-in-law: I have not forgotten my promise to you! I have great news for you!

——Three minutes ago——

Granny: After all, it would be a bit rude to ignore people all the time. I'll give you a minute to reply to me.

——Two minutes ago——

Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!

Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!

Little mother-in-law: Reply to me (angry face)!

…

The phone dinged, and Bisji sent another message, "Reply me (angry face)!".

Fortunately, the mobile phones in this world do not have the immoral function of displaying "read cannot be retrieved", otherwise Bisiji would probably have completely exploded.

Germain clicked on the on-screen keyboard and replied slowly.

Germain: The hunter exam registration office has sent a text message to remind you that the exam venue is somewhere in Yanisha City.

This time, Bisji replied almost instantly.

Granny: Everyone knows this kind of thing! Isn’t it noted on the website?

Grandma: The test sites and venues for the hunter exam change every year. The city of Yanisha selected this time is so big, do you have to search for it street by street like a hunting dog?

Germain: Where exactly is the examination room?

Mother-in-law: You are still not polite at all (sighing helplessly).

Granny: Do you want to know? Want to know? If you want to know, you can always call me "Beautiful Princess" from now on!

Little mother-in-law: There’s more! Can't ignore my text messages! To be honest, your habit reminds me of another difficult guy...

Instead of complying with Bisgi's unreasonable request, Germain got up from the recliner again, returned to the bedroom, and found the "chloise stone of the flesh-sucking bug."

This should be considered a "gem", right?

Germain placed it on the floor, recorded it on his cell phone as it gradually turned into the color of tiles, and sent it to Bisgi.

Then, he placed it next to the door, recorded the process of it gradually changing into the color of the wood, and sent it to Bisji again.

This time, Germain waited for three minutes, but Bisji didn't reply to him.

He thought Bisji was not interested in this, so he put his phone on the bedside table, pulled out a book from the bookshelf, sat on the soft bed, leaned his back on the pillow, and started reading.

However, before he finished reading a paragraph, his cell phone rang, playing a piece of pure music that he had recently fallen in love with.

German reluctantly put down the book and picked up the phone again, and saw that the caller ID was indeed "little mother-in-law".

As soon as he connected, a coquettish girl's voice came from the other side.

"Hey...brother Germain, is that gem specially given to me?"

"Thank you so much. This is the best gift I have ever received! The text message I sent before was just a joke, don't take it to heart..."

Germain quickly interrupted her chattering: "In exchange of equal value, where is the specific location of the examination room?"

"Hey, don't be so outspoken!" Bisiji said in a long tone.

"Even if I tell you the specific location, it's useless. Only when the guide speaks the 'code word' will the staff open the passage for you."